CHAPTER 672: CHAPTER 671: EXCEPT MY HUSBAND (5/5)

Yunxin Hall.

Although Xuanliang said there were no guards outside Yunxin Hall, there were still many patrols, almost continuously patrolling back and forth outside Yunxin Hall, keeping it tightly watched.

No wonder Xuanliang said no one dared to come here; it’s impossible to get in!

Yang Chen hid in the corner, quietly observing the patrol patterns.

Soon, Yang Chen found a flaw.

These patrols, after all, are disciples of the Sect and not professionally trained personnel, unlike the Guards who are strict and execute orders without fail.

These people would walk a couple of rounds and chat when they meet, even smoke a few cigarettes.

Yes, cigarettes.

Presumably bought by disciples when they went down the mountain; this thing is quite popular here.

So, Yang Chen seized the moment, quickly dashed into Yunxin Hall, pushed open a door, and sneaked in silently.

Yunxin Hall is huge, really huge; the moment Yang Chen entered Yunxin Hall, he hid by a pillar, held his breath, and observed the surroundings.

The surroundings were very quiet and not completely dark, due to the hall’s special design, starlight and moonlight would shine in, illuminating the contours inside the hall.

This is the main hall, appearing spacious, aside from two rows of chairs on each side and a luxurious beast skin chair in the center, there was nothing else, all visible at a glance.

Behind the main hall, there are several doors, presumably with rooms behind them.

Yang Chen tiptoed, moved as lightly as a cat, quickly advanced, without making a sound.

Although the hall was silent, with no one present, Yang Chen still felt a sense of danger.

As a renowned Asura King and Dragon King internationally, Yang Chen’s combat intuition is top-notch.

Combat intuition and danger intuition are natural talents, a reflex developed from long-term battles.

Yang Chen trusted this instinctive reaction, immediately raised his guard, preparing for combat.

Yang Chen rolled to the door at the far edge, peered inside through the paper window, no shadows inside.

Then, Yang Chen placed his finger on the door, gently pushed it open.

Yang Chen’s movements were light, force gentle, opening the door slowly, almost no sound was made.

He didn’t need to open the door completely, just pushed it open enough to create a gap.

He didn’t choose to puncture the window paper, as that was the most foolish act.

Although wetting the window paper before breaking it wouldn’t make any noise, sensitive people would easily detect the broken paper, plus after tearing it, there would be obvious light changes, highly inadvisable.

The door opened about a finger’s width, Yang Chen peered inside through the gap.

No one!

Yang Chen then rolled to another door, repeated the technique.

No one, all empty!

Yang Chen felt a bit disappointed.

"Seems they’re no longer here." Yang Chen sighed, reached out to push open the rightmost door.

Yet at the moment the door opened, Yang Chen’s hair suddenly stood up.

"Someone!" Yang Chen’s heart jolted, swiftly leaped out.

Whoosh!

A fierce breeze swept by, Yang Chen hurriedly ducked.

When Yang Chen looked, he saw it was a colorful ribbon.

And the person holding the ribbon was gracefully descending from the ceiling, her gauzy clothing fluttering, like a celestial being!

It was Ye Xin!

Yang Chen excitedly widened his eyes, his pupils even dilated.

"Who are you?" Ye Xin asked coldly.

During the day, Ye Xin saw this person chasing her, calling her name.

At the time, she even mistook him for Yang Chen and felt distressed for a long time.

Now at night, this person audaciously followed her to Yunxin Hall!

Moreover, this person not only evaded the patrol teams outside but was able to move so lightly; it wasn’t until the last door was opened that Ye Xin sensed him, he was really well-hidden.

In Ye Xin’s view, such stealth skill is rare, but it seemed he’s wearing Outer Sect disciple robes.

This person’s intention of hiding in the Outer Sect, what is it?

"It’s me, Ye Xin!" Yang Chen said excitedly.

"I know it’s you!" Ye Xin stepped back, warily stared at Yang Chen coldly, "I asked you, why did you come, what’s your purpose!"

Yang Chen froze, then remembered his current appearance was Xuanliang’s, and his voice was also deliberately mimicking Xuanliang, he had forgotten.

Yang Chen couldn’t help but step forward to explain to Ye Xin.

But Ye Xin, seeing Yang Chen advancing, immediately acted, the ribbon in her hand striking towards Yang Chen’s face like a jiao snake.

Because Ye Xin no longer wanted to hear any explanations, she recalled this Xuanliang had been the earliest at the boulder where she practiced, staring at her, his gaze particularly disgusting, causing Ye Xin great repulsion.

Since Xuanliang dared come to Yunxin Hall, she wouldn’t be courteous.

Yang Chen quickly dodged the ribbon, "Ye Xin, why are you..."

"Shut up!" Ye Xin snorted coldly, "I don’t want to hear you speak, if you can escape from me, I won’t say anything, but if you can’t defeat me, blame yourself for these thoughts!"

Seeing Ye Xin’s fierce demeanor, stirred something in Yang Chen’s heart.

Yang Chen avoided Ye Xin’s attack, chuckled, "Goddess, considering the quiet night, why don’t we discuss life?"

"Seeking death!" Ye Xin’s pretty face turned cold, almost frostily, her ribbon in hand like two jiao dragons, slashing towards Yang Chen.

Yang Chen leaped up, dodged the ribbon, seized it during his descent, pulled it forward vigorously.

Ye Xin was caught off guard, staggered by Yang Chen’s pull, surprised at Xuanliang’s strength.

Yang Chen took the chance, rushed up, embraced Ye Xin, whispered, "Oh, Goddess, why so careless!"

At that moment, Ye Xin seemed to smell a familiar scent, but simultaneously filled with fury, she pushed Yang Chen away and scolded, "Bastard!"

Yang Chen laughed, said to Ye Xin, "Bastard, I like that term!"

Hearing this, Ye Xin hesitated, remembering what Yang Chen said once in Ningchuan.

At that time, she seemed to also call Yang Chen a bastard, and Yang Chen replied the same.

Yet from another’s lips, Ye Xin felt differently.

"You’re crazy!" Ye Xin ground her teeth, the ribbon in her hand coiling into a short colorful rod, with a whistling wind, she swung it at Yang Chen.

Yang Chen quickly dodged, said to Ye Xin, "Goddess, isn’t this a bit too serious!"

Yang Chen could see Ye Xin was earnest in her actions.

Ye Xin’s voice carried a murderous intent, "Any man other than my husband who touches me must die!"